I knew it! Zayn that's great news.
She didn't say anything to you?
No. She didn't really have to. We all knew it would happen eventually.
She must've talked to Bridget then.
Oh no. Imagine that. Hey Bridget, yeah I'm thinking about telling Zayn I still love him. No!
Right.
If you want a piece of advice though. Don't let this get to your head. Chloe did learn her lesson and you have to learn yours before she can trust you again.
I know. Thanks El. I'll see you tonight then.
You bet. Bye.
Zayn disconnected the call just in time for Chloe to walk in on him.
C: Who will you be seeing tonight?
Z: Um, I told you the boys are coming over for barbeque, didn't I?
C: Oh! Is it tonight? I kinda made other plans.
Z: You'll be hanging out with Bridget?
C: Oh no, she's way too busy these days. Derek will pick me up later.
Z: What for?
C: I don't know. He didn't say. I didn't ask.
Z: Oh. Well. Have fun.
I grabbed a bottle of water and went upstairs. I needed to get dressed. I had a hair appontment today. I also needed to get my nails done.
C: You let yourself go, Chloe.
In Sam's and Bridget's apartment...
S: Green bridesmaids dresses? Are you sure?
B: It's not green, it's mantis.
S: Looks green to me.
B: You won't be wearing it, so why do you care?
S: Babe I'm not sure anyone would want to wear that.
B: Okay, let's move on. Flowers.
S: Yes.
B: What kind?
S: I don't know, roses?
B: How original.
S: Tell me again why I need to sign off these things? You handle this. You decide what colors, flowers, and dresses. I trust you.
B: You want me to do all of it by myself?
S: No, I'll help. Anyway that I can. I'm just saying, I have a terrible taste. You should decide on your own.
B: You don't have a bad taste, Sam. You like me.
Their intimate moment was soon distrurbed by Bridget's rining phone.
Hey Chloe.
I'm bored. Want me to come over?
